I mean, why do you have one?” “I use it to scratch my back.” I said sarcastically. “Let me see that thing.” He asked. He took the dildo in h...s hand and laughed. “So you actually use this?” He asked as he ran his finger up and down the shaft. “Yes I do. I love to suck it and fuck it. Why don’t you suck it?” I asked him. “What are you, nuts?” “No, I just want to see you suck it.” “No fuckin’ way is that thing going in my mouth.” “Will you suck it after I put it in my pussy?” He thought about it. The shower ran nice and hot. Steam filled the bathroom and in crazy rivulets, ran down the glass of the cubicle. Gwen positively revelled as the hot water soothed the trials of the day, washing them, with soap suds, down the drain and away.Her robe hugged her in warm folds of white terry towelling. Her slippers, complete with furry insoles, warmed her feet. At last, she felt relaxed and comfortable and suddenly, very hungry.A quick trawl through the freezer unearthed a micro-waveable TV dinner,. Before I started fucking my aunt and mom I must have fucked at least 30-40 prostitutes. None of their body odors can be compared to the way my goddesses smell when they are sweating. Especially my mom. I used to simply ask her to remove her blouse after she is done with her house work and lick her arm pit. It used to be highly erotic.Coming back to story my aunt was sweating all over the place especially between her legs. So, I began to lick her there first. The smell of her sweat drove me. Making them a bit more moist with my saliva and she got the cue. She too started sucking my lip. It was such a great experience.Then I put her hands on my neck and my hands moved to her curvy and supple waist and we kept kissing. I broke the kiss and looked into eyes as if asking for her approval to proceed further. Her beautiful eyes were glittering. She took a gulp to acknowledge this new found tingly feeling in her body. She could feel her divine wine trickling down the valley between legs.